[Intro: J] The continues Gettin' money is, gettin' is Put your mind to, something you Getin' money is, gettin' is It come
[Hook: J] Gettin' money is what I do, you knew Gettin' is what I do Gettin' money is I do Gettin' money is I do
1: A$AP Rocky] I remember all the nights on different corners spittin' water Now I'm richer off the shit I of the home of the richest ballers I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr. This picture all the shit I ordered I to France and almost got deported The fans is when I hit the border I visit Nice it's my sisters daughter Vision broad, I of all the different kids and all Poor without a sip of water, time to get my in order And do somethin' different, tired of the same old shit When I'm lines, 'bout the section lines I sit you who listen for us I see for us until we pull back, that's a true fact Get money, yeah I do that, you knew that
[Verse 2: C] Candy low slider, I'm a survivor Keep a in my riser, bitch I'm keepin' it liver Than the average Joe, I think fast, talk He think he want a war but he really wanna go Gettin' me some head from Crow A helluva blow, from a millionaire You can waste your time, with the goody goody two Now I'm puttin' em on the spot, I a ho the blues I'm touchin' on her cock, I put her on the You think I'm startin' over, bitch I ain't never the trunk, and testin' the pills Don't a fuck bout where you're from Don't a fuck bout how you feel
[Verse 3: J] I'm the best still in this game, I'm rich bitch Rick James Gotta of hoes in MIA, get a condo in Biscayne The Louis store I drop bands, the Gucci I drop bands Prada store I went ham, my wrist it cost a lamb girlfriend a groupie like Trident she wanna chew me Hell naw I ain't 'em I'm a dog just like Snoopy And when I leave the mall it's sold out, shoppin' Taylor gang, blowin' money, 50,000 on wrist 100,000 in a plastic bag, we takin' off, bitch pack bags Bitch I from hella nothin', damn right I have to brag Try me and I'll pop ass, stupid nigga, get a body bag All I is money ho, rich niggas don't lollygag
4: Bun B] Get money is the main reason most people up The root of why most is startin' break ups While niggas get haircuts, and do makeup While we take penitentiary chances, we shake up an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar Some is in the streets and is workin' blue collar Real up in your field and man it you wanna holler Say your for a player, amen inshallah like that, ain't a damn thing change Money on mind, the red of my paint is gonna drip that stain Lean on left, the of my grain See a damn thing change but the weather So If you ain't bread then we can't even sit together
Gettin' is what I do